There'll be like a ball and I can all dance hall or no truth is them all, but whatever you call

that you can rest your shoulder the world will dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hop the wholegle, but we're gonna start at your way,

can never stop you in income,

you never knew how to behave.

But you drag my darling,

because you'll be gone to bring the family alone,

fight a spot on the lawn and play this song over the PA.

Dancing on your grave, the day that we all have been waiting for,

this is the calm how we pray.

Dancing all your train,

the food and doubt can be thrown away, at least the one for this may.

The ghetto tautop when your name gets crawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not invitations, this is what they will say.

If you're tired for your huddling masses, Lift your glasses, shake your grasses, celebrate while we dance on your brain.

Dancing on your brain

The glorious tools don't you tell it as you to care you embrace Dancing on your

Cammle walk right where your feet would be

a running man right on your face

Yeah To the picture of your To the picture of your head is that I will be in a

When I took the wealthy and my best to put your name Ngo-sa-za, limbo-cha-cha-chat The

The middle of the south side, limbo chat chat, tangle number,

Cobra, Boca, and Jacket, twist and a great name and a key

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